Chapter 13 - Shootout on Main Street
The explosive charge blew the transport van's side door outward, sending shrapnel flying across the smoke-filled underground garage.
Two syndicate mercenaries reached inside to grab Evelyn, but federal backup agents poured out of the stairwell with weapons drawn.
A fierce firefight erupted between the attackers and federal marshals, echoing deafeningly off the low concrete ceiling.
Marcus, who had transferred to the federal task force following the highway rescue, laid down precise suppression fire from behind a pillar.
He neutralized one of the attackers with a clean shot to the shoulder, forcing the remaining gunmen to drag their wounded comrade back.
They retreated toward the stalled fuel tanker, throwing a smoke grenade to cover their high-speed escape in a waiting black SUV.
The SUV screeched tires up the exit ramp, tearing out into the crowded downtown street as sirens wailed from all directions.
Evelyn was pulled safely out of the smoking transport van by Marcus, her emerald green blouse completely ruined by soot and blood.
"You're lucky federal backup arrived when they did, or your own employers would have executed you on the spot," Marcus told her sternly.
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Evelyn trembled violently, finally realizing that the syndicate viewed her as disposable waste rather than a loyal soldier.
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